We spoke of petty thing avoiding the uncomfortable truth. Shielding our eyes from the penetrable light. I wish I had taken my eyes off myself for long enough to memorize your face. That night I was lost in my insecurities becoming one of the birds and the bees. The stars shone bright unheeded up above. I wish I had told you that you are the one I love. That night could have been so beautiful yet I was afraid that if I were to stop my jabbering I might do the most uncomfortable thing....and kiss you. I wish I hadn't been so afraid, afraid of what I might say or do, the truth is...I think I love you!!
